...as Chuck Schumer complains there hasn't been enough births in the United States in the last couple decades, therefore we need to import people... to work the shit jobs... can we confirm now... all of this... is 'slavery management' ... it is THEY who decide who lives, who dies, who comes into the world, who doesn't ... but, I'll shut up now, as I am not allowed to comment on such things, due to the color of my skin and my chromosomes. In all honesty, not only did I not choose my skin, nor my chromosomes, I didn't choose to be here at all, if I had that option, I would have opted out, knowing before hand what nonsense and madness I'd have to suffer through... Born to boomers who took everything for granted, and probably should have just left me in a dumpster.... I would have had better chances. Now that enough time has gone by, I see that there are thousands, no, millions who came here just like me.
For some time I might have supported the theory that 'abortion is compassion' (yes, it exists, people believe in it)....because it would have saved me a lot of trouble to just not exist... until (little did I know what surprises life had in store) I'd be abandoned once again, only this time, even less of a choice, because of 'pro-choice' I now live wondering just what my son or daughter would have been like... had they not been aborted. Yes, that's right. I now belong to another demographic... which we should call 'the unconsented.' Men whose wives and girlfriends and fiances had abortions without even so much as a discussion. Nope, I didn't go through a procedure, she clearly did, but I guess having abortions are like removing pickles from your cheeseburger and tossing them into a trash can. Not something I could have imagined, from anybody, when it came down to it. It was her choice. I guess. It certainly ended that relationship, which probably was the whole point, wasn't it?
Does it matter to anyone? No, not really. Haven't come upon anybody who wonders what that 'choice' is like to live with as a man. I wasn't even a useless, nor totally impoverished human or criminal, nope. That choice was made so she could 'live it up' get a bunch of tattoos, and become a drunk, have a life that wouldn't be available if she had a baby... it would get in the way of her 'career' (as a bartender). Sound awesome to you? And me? Yeah, not even the right to 'be upset.' What can I say? I'd still choose to not have entered this life, but I can assure you, yeah, 'abortion' isn't just removing pickles from your cheeseburger so you can have a little more fun in life before you 'decide to have kids.'
From my perspective, it isn't about control whatsoever. And no, men don't talk about this. Because we are expected to accept and enjoy this abuse, but there it is. I have nothing to say about it, I'm not allowed, I know my place. I know my skin color and my chromosomes. At the end of this life, all I think I'll be able to say is, "well, that happened, I never want to go back to that place again, what a fricking nightmare." Currently I exist, and watch people debate about things I already know the consequences of, and having 'no say' (more and more each day) about anything, all I can tell people is, stop deluding yourselves, it's all pretty awful, I don't have the answers, but as much as 'baby-me' would rather have not been here for two seconds, how awful is it to have license to do this as if there were no consequences? Yes, I know, who cares about the men, they're all bad and evil anyways, but what if they're not? What if they cared? What if they wanted that son or daughter? That life is exterminated along with the unborn. Alright, sorry I brought it up, I'll go back to my solitary confinement hole like a good boy... so everyone can have their perfect utopia. I'm just whining like a victim anyways. Need to man it up, brutal as it is. I'll take my dilemmas and conundrums elsewhere, there are probably no answers anyways.... perhaps in my final moments I'll see that son or daughter's face... perhaps they'll have the answers for me...
...as Chuck Schumer complains there hasn't been enough births in the United States in the last couple decades, therefore we need to import people... to work the shit jobs... can we confirm now... all of this... is 'slavery management' ... it is THEY who decide who lives, who dies, who comes into the world, who doesn't ... but, I'll shut up now, as I am not allowed to comment on such things, due to the color of my skin and my chromosomes. In all honesty, not only did I not choose my skin, nor my chromosomes, I didn't choose to be here at all, if I had that option, I would have opted out, knowing before hand what nonsense and madness I'd have to suffer through... Born to boomers who took everything for granted, and probably should have just left me in a dumpster.... I would have had better chances. Now that enough time has gone by, I see that there are thousands, no, millions who came here just like me.
For some time I might have supported the theory that 'abortion is compassion' (yes, it exists, people believe in it)....because it would have saved me a lot of trouble to just not exist... until (little did I know what surprises life had in store) I'd be abandoned once again, only this time, even less of a choice, because of 'pro-choice' I now live wondering just what my son or daughter would have been like... had they not been aborted. Yes, that's right. I now belong to another demographic... which we should call 'the unconsented.' Men whose wives and girlfriends and fiances had abortions without even so much as a discussion. Nope, I didn't go through a procedure, she clearly did, but I guess having abortions are like removing pickles from your cheeseburger and tossing them into a trash can. Not something I could have imagined, from anybody, when it came down to it. It was her choice. I guess. It certainly ended that relationship, which probably was the whole point, wasn't it?
Does it matter to anyone? No, not really. Haven't come upon anybody who wonders what that 'choice' is like to live with as a man. I wasn't even a useless, nor totally impoverished human or criminal, nope. That choice was made so she could 'live it up' get a bunch of tattoos, and become a drunk, have a life that wouldn't be available if she had a baby... it would get in the way of her 'career' (as a bartender). Sound awesome to you? And me? Yeah, not even the right to 'be upset.' What can I say? I'd still choose to not have entered this life, but I can assure you, yeah, 'abortion' isn't just removing pickles from your cheeseburger so you can have a little more fun in life before you 'decide to have kids.'
From my perspective, it isn't about control whatsoever. And no, men don't talk about this. Because we are expected to accept and enjoy this abuse, but there it is. I have nothing to say about it, I'm not allowed, I know my place. I know my skin color and my chromosomes. At the end of this life, all I think I'll be able to say is, "well, that happened, I never want to go back to that place again, what a fricking nightmare." Currently I exist, and watch people debate about things I already know the consequences of, and having 'no say' (more and more each day) about anything, all I can tell people is, stop deluding yourselves, it's all pretty awful, I don't have the answers, but as much as 'baby-me' would rather have not been here for two seconds, how awful is it to have license to do this as if there were no consequences? Yes, I know, who cares about the men, they're all bad and evil anyways, but what if they're not? What if they cared? What if they wanted that son or daughter? That life is exterminated along with the unborn. Alright, sorry I brought it up, I'll go back to my solitary confinement hole like a good boy... so everyone can have their perfect utopia. I'm just whining like a victim anyways. Need to man it up, brutal as it is. I'll take my dilemmas and conundrums elsewhere, there are probably no answers anyways.... perhaps in my final moments I'll see that son or daughter's face... perhaps they'll have the answers for me...